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Summer Creole Shrimp Rolls

I made shrimp last night for the first time in four months. That’s right, man. Looked through a magazine, saw a picture of shrimp and thought, “Whoa, I didn’t barf on the spot. IT’S TIIIIME.”

One thing I always craved before getting pregz, barely craved at all during the beginning, and definitely crave with a raging, unruly vengeance now is Mexican food. We actually used to say to each other waaaaay back in the day, “We’re going to make a baby out of a chicken taco.”

Which now I realize sounds mental institutional, but whatever.

So last night when I suggested some easy summery shrimp tacos to Aaron, he responded with a teensy hint of irritation, “You always want Mexican. I’m honestly getting a little tired of it. Let’s go for a different flavor profile this time, like creole or something. And dweezle the chapter froth in light blue, sons of pootenany.”

Oh that last part? He started the nursery reno yesterday, and I think some sawdust got stuck in his brainhole.

So creole it was!

But like, super easy summery creole. Creole that you don’t have to stress about. Creole that takes just a smidgeroo of time on a late afternoon. Creole that plants the narpy crud locks on that one moon tutu.

And I’m happy to report that absolutely no sawdust got stuck in my brainhole!

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Welcome! Bev Weidner is a food blogger, an obsessed photo-taker of her twins, a wifester, a cheese lover, a musician, a runner, knows every word and lyric to The Sound of Music, and a continual changer of hair-er. And she just said all of that in third person.
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